కరచాలనం


உன் கைப்பிடியில் எனது கை இணையும் தருணம்,
மெதுவாய் பனிமூட்டம் சூழ்ந்த மேகங்களில் நுழைவதுபோல் தோன்றுகிறது.
நெருங்கும் ஒவ்வொரு துடிப்பிலும் குளிர் ஆழமடைகிறது,
முடிவில் நான் மெதுவாக மறைந்து, பனியினுள் கலந்துவிடுகிறேன்.

Shaking hands with you feels like slowly walking into foggy clouds—the closer I get, the colder it feels, until I slowly fade away and become one with the fog.

♥️

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